Her Royal Highness Seems to be Angry

Listening half-eared to the chime at the start of the first hour, Leticiel started reading as usual in the Great Library, but for some reason he couldn't concentrate on it on this day.

"... well, there are days like that"

I finished reading about five books, and when I looked up at the wall clock, I was just finishing my second hour.

Usually by the time I look at the clock, it's the third hour...... I mean, it's over until before lunch break, but he's out of focus early today.

Leaking a softly sigh, Leticiel cleans up the book to its original location. I thought I'd take a little walk in the garden to change my mood.

"... yeah? What is it, Master Drossel? You're already gone, huh?

As I passed in front of the counter to leave the big library room, David, who was round like a hairball in the counter chair, woke up for a moment.

This grandfather always wakes up shaky when searching for books because of his tens of thousands of years of napping, and for some reason only when Leticiel leaves.

I've asked him if he's okay with sleeping so much, but David couldn't just answer me by laughing at Foffo.

David, who is purple rocking his white, fluffy beard, has that smiling look and low height, and with all due respect, Leticiel still only looks like a stuffed animal.

"Yeah, I thought I'd walk through the garden for a minute"

"Nooo... the book your lord ordered is due to arrive at noon..."

"Oh, here comes the book you were asking for. Then I'll come back tomorrow."

"Uhm! Absolutely!

The students of the Lucrezia School do not come to the library unless there is so little to do with the nobility. Coming is about research enthusiastic Musai teachers (there are no female teachers in the school) and gullible upper student boys, and more often than not, one person a week or so.

So the young girl goes to the library many times a week and so on. And if it's beautiful, it makes me feel even better. You can learn different points of view and topics from the bastards, and now you think Drossel's visit is a whispering pleasure in the big library?

That was the takeover and sale from David.

"... oh! Yes! What happened to the book I introduced you to the other day?

"Oh, that's 10 books from last week. I've read it all the way through, but it was easy to understand and read. Especially all that magic...!

"That's right! That's been around since I was just young, but when I said shock at the time I found it...!!

"You've had it for such a long time. Do you have any other recommendations?

"Hmm! There's plenty of them! For example, the book over here..."

For the record, David hasn't been a big librarian to Dade for years, he's a book bug enough not to take a pull from Leticiel.

The fact that Drossel can talk about the book on a common topic can also be one of the reasons David has come to look forward to her visit.

David and I had a little chat about the book for a while, 10 minutes after the chime at the start of the third hour rang unnoticed.

"Then it's time for me to go"

"Come back!

Satisfied at the end of the conversation, Leticiel similarly greeted David with a hock-face, pointing his foot towards the exit as he headed to the garden.

"There's going to be a lot going on, but let's do our best."

David's voice was heard from behind Leticiel's back as he laid his hand on the door of the big library.

Turning to think of something, a little old man with a white beard was smiling calmly as he embarked on half a ride on the counter.

Such a strange feeling, like it's the same and not the same as David's laugh I always watch.

"...? Thank you"

He leaned his neck toward a profound statement, but Leticiel left the big library, not particularly concerned, as it would have always been.

Because they are in class, there is no teacher or student in the hallway. Through the sinister hallway, Leticiel leaves for the garden.

The gardens of the Lucrezia School are, to be honest, larger in size than the main building. What you're trying to say is that it's pretty broad.

I don't even have the confidence to go around all of those vast gardens in an hour, so this time I narrow down the place and stroll.

Neglected by the aesthetics of the garden, Leticiel cannot be cared for or said anything, but the gardens of the Lucrezia School are no less splendid than the gardens of the Duke of Filia Legis.

It is symmetrical from left to right across the road leading to the main building, with colorful flowers blooming flowerbeds, blue lawns and beautifully tidied forests surrounding the school.

Overall, I have the impression that there is a lot of forest. By thickly enclosing the inside of the walls in the woods, I guess it keeps the inside from being visible from the outside.

♪♪♪

Singing his nose in a good mood, Leticiel strolls lightly through the woods in his footsteps.

This isn't open like a flowerbed area, and it's hard to see what's going on in the woods from the outside. I mean, you don't have to worry about finding them even if you remove some of the sharks.

Turn around on the spot and Leticiel takes a big, deep breath. The air in nature is still delicious.

Huh......

"... hmm?

Well, I think I heard something.

Clarifying his ears, that sound, which resembled a wind-cut sound, seemed to be slowly approaching.

I'll look around, but the wind isn't blowing and the trees aren't shaking that far. Even while I'm tilting my neck, the sound keeps getting closer and closer.

"I found it."

"I found it!

"... Huh?... Whew!!

Leticiel looked up to be played to the voices of young girls and boys who heard (...) from overhead along with the wind-cut noise.

So what I saw in her eyes was the sight of a girl with gray hair and a boy with silver hair poking at her in a straight line.

Too suddenly, Leticiel just couldn't handle the unfolding, and the impact of the bump pushed him straight down to the ground.

"Oh... Sister, are you okay?

"I just... Sister, are you okay?

The two of them, peering into Leticiel's face with care, looked neutral. My hair just changed, my voice was just different, and the two were brilliantly 'boys' and 'girls'.

Pretty girl like a living doll and cute boy like a living doll.

Girl has crisp golden eyes on medium gray hair, boy has crisp gray eyes on Sarah's silver hair. There are not only two faces, but also two ways to talk.

"... yeah, it's okay"

While hiding her inner agitation, Leticiel stares at the boy and girl thinking of her twins. Precisely, that back.

The two backs, which would probably only be as tall as Leticiel's waist if they stood, have translucent thin feathers that put together a rainbow glow.

Leticiel knows only one species with wings. These kids, maybe...

"... the Spirit?

"Oh, sister, you know us."

"Oh, sister, you know us!

Girls don't break their faceless faces, boys don't break their smiles, they don't break their shards. Leticiel somehow associated himself with Drossel in the spirits of the twins with the opposite expression, even though they have the same face.

"I'm sorry I bumped into you. I'm Teena."

"I'm sorry I bumped into you. I'm Ditto."

"I don't care. Instead, you..."

The Spirit is a species that has lived on this continent since the time when Leticiel lived.

The average life expectancy is about 500 years, and no significant difference exists that far from that of humans other than the fact that the feathers are growing.

I don't know in this day and age, but the general human life expectancy in the time when Leticiel lived is long and about 50 years, and if he lived 60 years, he would have an amazing long life.

What happens if there is a mix of species in there that look a little different after living for as long as 10 times longer if left alone.

It is not difficult to imagine that it would create an extra stigma, and even more so that it would be on the Spirit's side to the detriment.

So the spirits made dwellings in places where humans could not come in, and lived without interference with the outside world.

The greatest characteristic of the Spirit is its ability to produce magic vegetables in its own body. It is not an exaggeration to say that their bodies are made to use witchcraft, but it is also said that humans systematized witchcraft by imitating spiritual moves in appearance and imitation.

For this reason, there are theories that the Spirit produces the magic in the air, but Leticiel thinks it's different. What a remarkably small number of spirits. There are more than 100 people in a single tribe, and there is no such thing as magic vegetables produced by such a minority covering the entire continent.

Incidentally, the Spirit is not only self-sufficient, but also capable of taking the magic vegetables in from the outside, so in human and spiritual witchcraft, power and everything are digits apart.

"That's right. We're spirits."

"Yes! We're spirits."

"" I'm the Spirit King of the West!

"Heh, yeah.......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

It's been a while since I've really raised a bare scream, but I don't think Leticiel is a bad idea.

The Spirit is roughly divided into four tribes by attributes he specializes in, living in secluded frontiers from the outside world. North of darkness and earth, south of fire and wind, east of water and thunder, west of light and nothing.

A Spirit King is a leader with the strongest power in each tribe, and there are always two. It's like a village chief, to put it plainly.

In addition, the Spirit is a lazy and whimsical species. We rarely go out of the secrets of our lives. For once, a subpoena ceremony exists, but they often do not cooperate if they are not in the mood to call.

And yet, what makes an even bigger spirits in such spirits come to Leticiel, and voluntarily?

"The Spirit King? Why would the Spirit King come to me?

"'Cause I wanted to meet the first person in my time who used magic."

"'Cause I was wondering who used such strong witchcraft in this day and age"

"Ah........."

Leticiel was convinced by Tina and Ditto's explanation.

The Spirit can detect the influence of making magic vegetables in the body and the flow of magic vegetables to see where the magic has been activated.

Of course, it is only sensible, and the flow of magic vegetables is intense and a largely useless ability in an era where everyone used magic as usual, as in Leticiel's previous life.

But not in these days. In this age of no witchcraft, it is easy to sense the flow of magic vegetables. I guess that's why they were able to sniff out Leticiel's presence.

"You hadn't named me yet. I'm Drossel Noah Filialeggis."

"Nice to meet you, sister Drossel"

"Nice to meet you! Sister Drossel!

Teena doesn't laugh, Ditto laughs. To the twin words, Leticiel leans his neck unexpectedly.

"... Regards?

"Yeah. I'll be here for a while."

"Yes. I'll be here for a while."

Leticiel opens his eyes small to Tina and Ditto, who tell him to be nothing with Cille.

"Huh? Why?

"'Cause I'm bored going back inside."

"'Cause there's nothing to do back inside."

Teena remained faceless, but Ditto swelled and pointed her mouth as if she were a child.

Leticiel had only a little interaction with the Spirit in his previous life. They say that spirits who live as long as they have for a long time are badly apathetic and troublesome.

Because the Spirit has an uninterrupted longevity and yet never leaves the inside, the more he lives, the less he loses interest and interest in his surroundings, and gets tired of every day repeating the same thing.

Not so much different from humans about 100 years after birth, but when they live 200 or 300 years from it, they gradually become obsessed with living and lazy.

An unlikely stream, sensed in the normal times with no magic flux. I was bored. I'm sure they couldn't have stayed or stood.

"Oh well. Shall we play together then?"

"Are you sure? Promise?"

"Really!? Absolutely!

Teena makes her eyes shine innocently with no expression, and Ditto makes her eyes shine with a full grin. Leticiel loosens her cheeks to that adorable figure.

Did you feel it, Teena and Ditto held hands and walked away from Leticiel, staring at me as I floated into space with Pukapuka.

Leticiel stood up and soiled, smiling at Tina and Ditto.

"Then let's go to the flower garden over there. I'll make you some flowers."

"Flower Kanmuri? I don't know, it."

"Flower Kanmuri? Hey, that."

"Hehe, I'll tell you what, let's make it together"

"" Yeah!

Behind the woods a small flower garden is created as a place to relax.

With the twins following him fluffily behind Leticiel, Leticiel began to make flower kanmuri in the flower garden.

At the time of the Astraire Continental War, there was no such thing as various playthings out there. For this reason, neither the common nor the royal nobility change that much in their hobby. Leticiel used to make flowers in the castle courtyard and play with them.

So at the time, the distance between nobility and civilians was very close, but now... I can't help it.

"Speaking of which, do Teena and Dito know? that magic does not exist in this day and age"

"I know. So, Drossel, I was wondering how magic moves all the time around your sister."

"I know! So, Drossel, it was an instant to find your sister!

"You guys know something? How has magic been lost?"

"Hmmm... I don't know"

"Hmmm... you don't know"

"That's right."

I was curious to hear it during the production of Hanakanmuri, but the answer came back as expected.

Teena and Ditto would be roughly between the ages of 50 and 100 based on their appearance. There's no way they know the reason for the magic decline.

"But your grandmother said the decline had begun over 1,000 years ago."

"But your grandmother said the decline had begun because 'that man' was gone!

"Who is that guy?

"" I don't know. Your grandmother didn't tell me. ""

"Oh well. Thank you."

It was a little unfortunate, but I wasn't expecting an exact answer, so Leticiel just smiled small.

I decide to go as far back as possible to the original record of the founding of the country and re-examine it. I don't even have a big record.

Still, I wonder who 'that guy' is that Tina's grandmother was saying.

With that in mind, Leticiel rode the flower Kanmura up on Teena's head. Ditto is teasing Teena, who made her ears only red with no expression.

Leticiel didn't know.

that in this day and age the Spirit is said to be extinct.